When Master Roman heard her words, he laughed. His laughter was cold and eerie, as it ricocheted in the dark alley Mrs Harlow felt her heartbeat falling into a frenzy.
He turned to one side while hugging his strong waist. His shoulders moved up and down as he laughed loudly and violently.
But then the laughter came to a sudden stop.
"Hah!" Master Roman barked as he clapped his hands and his feet moved to the left. He faced Mrs Harlow and questioned, "And it matters to me because?"
"Marcia, you know what I want is the body of that girl," said Master Roman, he took a step towards Mrs. Harlow and came to a stop in front of her. "I want her to rely on me without a question, undoubtedly like I am her God and her saviour."
"Except that I want nothing from her. Neither her heart nor soul. So what's wrong with destroying the things that I don't need?"
